Dear Heart,

Hey I know you in charge of my body, but I do have a brain & a mind (of my own). So you can start telling your staff aka hormones to take a break or leave me alone. Ahn ahn! What is it sef? Any little visual stimulation & world war III would ensue in my south region. Dear Heart: PLEASE I HAVE A LIFE (at least I pretend to).

It is not enough that I battle the voices holding their lame ass perennial UN summit in my head, you & your cohorts too would start a war in my body(frowns). A slight provocation, & my blood pressure, body temperature is raised just as blood rushes to the south pole. Meanwhile my mind is telling me to ignore you cos it hasn't agreed on a peacekeeping strategy for the ensuing war you are creating.

Hears whispers & mumblings *Screams* will you both shut the fuck up; the noise is killing me (heavy sigh). And you Mind aka Perv, I ain't using my hand on myself (I'm out of vaseline anyways) neither I'm I doing porn. Didn't I just mute you?!PERV.

And you Heart, I can't love like that: I was born this way...not stupid. Don't you even dare cupid me, I got a gun oo. Fuck it whatever (throws hand). Ehn ehn Mind, you were saying? Finally some sense;

Dear Heart, Mind says to tell you to bring it on. I wouldn't give a fuck anyways. I made it this far. No matter the number of hard-ons, blood pressure or butterflies you put in my gut. Imma pretend to have a life.

Me: huh? Say what? Lmao. You think I won't be getting some. The Joke's on you fucker. A horny bitch just rang.

Now talk to the hand!

Yours truly,
My Brain.